RWP bookmark

July 20, 2008

“You’re a workaholic. And if you’re not careful, it’s something that will always be. xxx”
-N/A

For the moment:
The Ultimate (Live)- The Roots

*This post was originally written on 28 June.

RWP BookmarkIf you are visiting this website today, because you received the RWP bookmark, then you have made RA and it’s efforts happy. And a step closer to making RWP a success.

Read the main posting on RWP, that explains the whole project, here.

Join RWP on Facebook.

*If you really support and believe in this project, then take those bookmarks, pass it to someone you know. Leave it on your colleagues desk, in your classmates pencil box or next to your relative’s jamban. Whatever. As long as it gets the message around and delivered. Baby steps.

*If you want some more bookmarks/cards, let us know. We’ll meet up and pass it to you. We distributed more than 750 at KLue Urbanscapes and will be printing more.

One of the main basis of RWP is that it carries the Pay It Forward approach. So what we have done is that to make bookmarks that look like this.

We ordered 1000 of it.

And decided that we should distributed in batches of 3 so that the recipient can share it to more than 1 person.

Last night it arrived at my house and I sat down alone for almost 4 full hours, wrapping 999 RWP bookmarks with 333 black rubber bands.


Multiplies of 3 will get you 333 batches with one extra odd card out. The blue dot on the W, is that extra 1.

Because I’m just that gatal, I decided to use more rubber bands to put everything together.

The quote above, was an sms from someone who knows me only too well. My first time being told so. Something I didn’t notice for myself. Something I needed to hear for myself.

Again, if you are visiting this website today, because you received the RWP bookmark, then you have made RA and it’s efforts happy. And a step closer to making RWP a success.

Thank you. :)

Nobody makes love in a club

June 29, 2008

National Geographic“In Sicily, women are more dangerous than shotguns.”
- The Godfather

For the moment:
Love In This Club – Usher

I’m sorry. But if you want to ‘make love’ in a club, especially in the way you put it, it’s not called making love. It’s called fcking.

In fact, I’m not sorry. I do apologise for being crude. But this must be said because eventually the phrase ‘make love’ could be distorted and carry a different connotation.

For example: a man tells his spouse, “I want to make love to you“, and she might just go

You selfish animal. I want to have sex. Not make love! You think I’m cheap is it? Hah?

Kau binatang!

Inside he goes, ‘shit! Did I miscalculate her period cycle again? Damn it I HATE hiphop!

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